Hey guys! I sort of took this chapter and went, "Fourth wall? What fourth wall? HAHA!"
So I hope you're all okay with that. I tried to make this mainly a funny chapter sort of as my thank you to all of you who have been reading. If I'm correct in my math, this chapter puts the word count officially over 50,000, which is of course a big accomplishment in a story. This is the fourth fanfiction I've written that crosses the line into being novel-length~ So that makes me very pleased.
In case you're wondering about the potential length for this fanfic, well... I've not 100% decided yet, but I can guarantee you guys at least five more chapters. I think It probably won't go much further than that, though.
The next day, Cas was comfortably sitting next to Dean, his high-tech laptop plugged onto the charger and his headphones plugged into the port. Dean was in the kitchen, trying to make tea the way Castiel had the night before. He mixed the honey into the water and took a large sip, finding it to be (while not nearly as good as Cas's was) suitable for the occasion. He carried them back out to the couch.
"I'm excited for you to get to show off for them. I'm glad you play the game, dude, because it would have been embarrassing going in with a first level character." Dean teased, smiling. Castiel reached forward and took a long sip of his tea, ignoring the talking for the moment.
When Dean had asked Cas if he would be free to talk to Charlie and them, admitting that he had finally come out of the closet, Cas was more than happy to oblige. He said he had actually been meaning to meet Charlie outside of a social event anyways, because she was the princess of the renaissance thing, (which he had informed Dean was technically the SCA, not just a "renaissance thing") and he was into that, too. Dean thought they would probably get along great.
"So, are we going to play now?" Cas questions, opening up his laptop. Dean rolls his eyes and sits down next to him, scooting close. He's learned by now that there's really no point in trying to keep any distance between him and Cas; he tends to sit in the smack-dab middle of the couch, no matter how big or small it may be.
"Hold your horses, I'm getting my computer started up." Dean scolds. Castiel's eyes appraise his system, and he feels a little bit judged. He clutches his laptop a little bit closer, looking at Cas accusingly. "I know it's old. She's my family, though. Besides, I'm getting a new one soon anyways."
"I didn't say anything." Castiel says, the corner of his lip twitching up as he logs in to his account. Dean decides that it's best not to respond as he unlocks his computer, opening to Chrome and getting down to business finding Castiel. He's not that hard to find; his username in this game is "blue-eyed-angel", which makes Dean snicker just a little bit. It seemed almost like pure and unadulterated fate that landed them together, fate of the highest caliber. Whatever it really was, fate or luck, Dean was grateful.
He added Cas to his tag alongs, and then entered into the guild. Both of their characters were thrown into the wastelands, where the air was dark and fog rolled over the small hills. Dean slowly and cautiously crept forward, eyes scanning the screen for the rest of the gang. He was relieved to find Charlie in the corner of the screen after just a few steps.
Her Wizard's staff was out in front of her, lighten up. She was using it to peer through the veil of water as she walked forward, Jo and Ash trailing just a little bit behind her. Jo had her character's shield and sword out, clearly hoping to improve her hand-to-hand combat skills instead of using her magic. Dean was grateful for the extra help with the monster, but he also knew that Jo was typically better with her magic. He could only hope that whatever beast roamed in this part of the world was easier to conquer than most.
"Dean, you brought Cas. Why don't you introduce him?" Charlie suggested, happily. It broke the spell of intense concentration from the other players, and everyone stopped moving to hear about the happy couple.
"Well, you've all already met him, so I'll let Cas go ahead and tell you anything he thinks you should know. Cas?" He offers. Castiel clears his throat.
"Well, I'm a couple of levels ahead of Dean in character, and I'm a shape shifter, which means I fight partial magic and partial hand-to-hand combat. I'm very happy to be playing with you here today. I actually have a career in game testing, so this is nothing new." Cas says, then falls silent. Dean nods his head. It was a little bit dry, but Dean supposes he wouldn't have said much more.
"Well that's great to hear. Sounds super cool. I'm Charlie, I was the flaming redhead at the Christmas party. No, it's not dyed. I'm currently the SCA princess and I'm working on Angel/Demon allies with you and Dean." She announces. Castiel nods his head, and it's on to the next person.
"I'm Ash. I basically drink and hack computers for a living. I'm all cool, unless you mess Dean up. He's our best fighter, so if you could keep your hands out of his pants while he's playing it would be much obliged." Ash says. Dean can feel his face heat up in embarrassment, but Cas doesn't even seem fazed.
"I'll try." He says, flatly. Dean thinks that he probably would have choked had he been drinking something. Subjects changed too quickly for him to comment on the statement.
"Well, I'm Jo. I'm a bartender and better than Ash full-time for a living-"
"Hey!"
"And I'm going to start going to events with Charlie. Actually, I'm pretty sure we all are."
"I'm not looking forward to being a hand maiden again." Dean complains. He hears Ash snicker on the other side, but chooses to ignore it because he has better things to do with his life and he can't really judge him for laughing because Dean knows he would've done the same awhile ago. And if it wasn't him in the situation.
"Well, that's nice to hear. I'm actually involved in the SCA, so it will be nice to know some people at events. It's also nice to meet the princess, since I was forcibly crowned prince this year."
There was a stretch of silence. Dean turned towards Castiel, his eyebrows raised and mouth slightly open in shock. Nobody dared to speak for at least 30 seconds, and it felt like an abyss of silence. Finally, he could no longer take it and cleared his throat, deciding to speak. "They... Forced you to be crowned? How does that work, exactly? Don't you have to win an event to get it or something?"
"Not exactly." Cas explained. "Somebody else has to win an event in your name. One of my brothers, Balthazar, did so without my permission, and I ended up with the crown. I didn't want to take it, but he's actually the one who got me my job in the first place through an alliance with my boss, so declining would seem rude. He's also promised to make sure I get extra work between now and then so I can pay for all the traveling I'd have to do to properly be a member of the court. That's why I've been so busy lately."
"Well, Cas, congratulations. I look forward to working with you this year. And I know now this means my hand maiden will be attending a lot more events." She teases. Dean rolls his eyes and huffs a little, still in shock over Cas's big reveal. He's not going to say anything more, though, because everyone is creeping forward at this point and he had to concentrate on the mission. He didn't want to be the reason why they lost the battle.
Suddenly, the earth started to shake. An unearthly wail sounded from the foggy terrain as a monster rose from the depths of the fog. Soil shifted and fell off of him as he rose from the ground, covered in scales, a great armour for a great beast. A pause passed as everyone looked the monster over, and a loud, "Ryyyyybt" confirmed their suspicions.
"Who's great idea was it to make the boss for this level a giant frog?" Ash demanded, sounding defeated. Everybody generally relaxed; suddenly, the foggy terrain didn't quite feel so terrifying. Looks like the game developers hit a dry spot on creativity... Because it has nothing to do with the author feeling uncreative... What author?
"I don't know man, this is some freaky Naruto shit right here." Dean jokes. What, hentai isn't the only anime he watches. God, you're all perverts.
"Well, let's try to beat it. Does anyone know any spells that work good against amphibians?" Charlie questions. Just then, Jo shoots a huge fireball right at the thing's face. Much to her dismay, it didn't bat an eyelash, simply turning its head towards her and blinking with large, unfeeling eyes. Dean thought it was probably the most creepy thing he had seen. As in, ever.
"Guys, I think we just pissed it off." Ash comments. Right as the words, left his mouth, the frog's throat swelled up and its mouth opened, emitting a deep, purple glow from the depths. Dean had just enough time to process that he should run the fuck away right now before a large ball of purple fire erupted from the toad's mouth, running right past the team of them. They all managed to dodge the attack in time, but were left shaking and disturbed in front of a large and still angry toad.
"I think we probably shouldn't have underestimated it." Charlie puts in, which really wasn't all that helpful. Dean was about to comment on just how absolutely unhelpful it was, when he noticed something. Cas wasn't there anymore. Or, at least, Dean couldn't see him. He turned to his gaming partner, curious as to where he had gone.
Until, of course, the giant black dragon plummeted out of the sky, raking it's claws along the top of the frog. Everyone in the team started cheering and making noise in absolute shock and wonder as the dragon breathed out a mighty pillar of fire, eradicating the frog. Once every last pound of the beast was charred to absolute coals and embers dying down in the air, it clicked just who the dragon was. Cas's character transformed back before their very eyes, and they all stared in utter shock, nobody saying anything for a minute.
"Wow, I bet that was a turn on for Dean." Ash finally comments.
"Be glad you're not where I can hit you, okay buddy?" Dean snips back. There are collective sounds of agreement from everyone else around, and then sounds of light laughter and jubilee.
"Cas, how did you learn to transform into a freaking dragon? That's bad-ass! Don't you have to defeat something before you can transform into it? Like, by yourself? Did you beat a dragon that big by yourself?" Jo gushed, not leaving Cas any time to answer. She was so excited; actually, everyone was. There were very few shape shifters powerful enough to change into a dragon, and if they had one playing with them? Well, the level was going to go by a little quicker than they originally expected.
"Yes, I beat a dragon alone. It was an invigorating experience, actually. They're not as hard to beat as one may originally presume." Cas admits, "I mean, obviously they're harder to take on alone than in a group, but I simply transformed into a mouse and was able to evade detection before it was too late." He says. Coming from most people, it would sound full of themselves, but from Cas it just sounded true.
"Dude, you've got to play with us more often." Dean says. Cas nods his head and looks pleased with himself,and he glances back over at Dean.
"Well, I'm glad I've proved myself to be a valuable addition. I would love to play with your team whenever you so wish me to." Cas says. Dean thinks that his boner for technical talk has never made itself as known as it was right then, as Cas said that. Dear lord, his voice was absolute velvet sin and Dean was into every second of it.
"I, uh, how much longer do you think this battle will last?" Dean asks, because he wants to pounce Cas right here and right now. There was a collective murmuring of uncertainty from the other side of things, and Dean sinks down a little bit in his chair. He charges forward, ready to face whatever comes next. "Okay, then let's get to fighting. The level's not gonna finish itself."
They continued their fights for awhile, coming across two more of the giant toad. Soon, it got a little bit quiet, and Ash decided to break up the lack of talk by teasing the hell out of Dean.
"Hey Dean, you know, I'm not all that surprised you and Cas ended up together. I mean, have you read any of the fanfiction for the game? There's angel and demon pairings out the wazoo!" Ash exclaimed. "And I never knew you were such a bottom man, because almost all of them have the angel topping."
"What? Dude, I don't buy that. I'm not a bottom. I don't think." Dean says, a little uncertainly. Because him and Cas haven't gotten that far, so how can he really say for sure? After that, he gets a little quiet again, until a small notice comes up. It's asking if he's going to allow a link from one of his team mates to come through, and he figures he can trust them and accepts it. He clicks on the link and it takes him to a website lovingly titled, "archive of our own". He's a little confused and curious as to whether or not somebody just linked him to a site that specializes in history documentation.
"Ash, what did you just send?" Charlie asked. Dean could hear her click the link, too.
"It wasn't Ash, it was me. It's for Dean and Cas. I found some angel x demon fanfiction and figured since they're all gaga over each other they'd love to read it." Jo says mischievously. Dean hears a small sound of approval from Ash, who was probably a little jealous he hadn't gone ahead and sent the link himself.
"Uh, how appropriate is this gonna be, Jo?" Dean questions. He hears a laugh from the other end, and clicks the "I am willing to see the content" button, waiting for the page to load. He looks over to see that Cas is already reading whatever the hell it is, and he scrolls down a couple of paragraphs to try and see what it was all about. Not, of course, because he wanted to read smut between him and Cas. No, uh, not that in the slightest. He was just... curious as to see what fanfiction was all about.
The Demon slowly took the Angel's cock into his mouth, moving to swallow the whole thing down. He felt it hit the back of his throat and almost choked before relaxing, letting his partner begin to slowly glide back and forth, fucking into his mouth.
Dean felt his dick begin to come up for a little visit, thickening and filling with blood. Currently, he was forcing himself to concentrate on reading, shifting uncomfortably in his chair and forcing himself not to look over at Castiel. No, that would create incredibly awkward amounts of sexual tension.
Demon felt his hair roughly pulled as Angel began to move just a little faster, making a better angle. He could hardly help but to moan out the demon's name in sheer and utter bliss as he continued to work his lover's mouth., control and power exercised precisely as he worked himself towards completion. He didn't have to look down to know that Demon had his cock out, stroking and pulling, turned on by Angel's girth.
"Moan for me. I want to feel your throat vibrate around my cock." Angel growled. Demon did just that, moaning around the large piece of meat in his mouth. Angel's legs began to quiver at this point, so turned on by Demon's beautiful lips wrapped around his swollen cock. He didn't know how he had ever seen Demon as an enemy.
He began to stroke Demon's hair a little more lovingly, affection clear in his eyes as he approached the edge. Demon felt his own cock buldging and could no longer take it himself-
Dean stopped reading then, pressing the small 'x' in the corner and clearing his throat. He didn't know why it suddenly felt so damn hot in the room. It wasn't like the fanfiction was in character anyways; Cas wouldn't be that rough for simple lovemaking, would he? Dean knows they've exchanged lighter sexual gestures, but suddenly, he finds himself almost wanting more. To see how Cas would react in a sexual situation.
"Well, that was intriguing." Castiel said, breaking the silence. Dean didn't know how he could sound so calm after reading something like that.
Jo started cracking up laughing, and Dean heard a dull thud as she fell out of her chair. Ash sounded like he was fighting off his own assault of laughter, and Dean felt his face get even brighter red. Well, at least if the blood was in his face it wasn't going to help his throbbing member...
"Thanks, I actually wrote it." Jo admitted. There was a collective gasp from the rest of the guild.
"Jo, you write porn? That's totally rad." Ash said. Jo laughed a little again, and Dean could tell she was blushing under the compliment. He was a little bit confused himself. I mean, why would a girl write gay porn?...
"I think I have to go now." Castiel said, abruptly. Dean turned to him, a little confused. He'd said he had plenty of time, and the level was almost cleared. Then again, the level wasalmost cleared, so everyone else could handle getting the rest of it straightened out. "You can handle this, correct?"
"Of course. Well, it was nice playing with you, Cas. Please come and guild with us again soon!" Charlie exclaimed. Ash and Jo mumbled their agreements, and Cas signed off. Dean decided to do the same, saying goodbye and waiting a couple of seconds before closing his laptop and turning to his friend.
"They didn't make you uncomfortable, did th-" Dean didn't even get the sentence out, before Cas's lips were heatedly pressed against his own. He soon found himself taking the more submissive roll, allowing himself to be pushed back on the couch until Cas was straddling him, tongue in his mouth, hands possessively rubbing all over Dean's body. Dean was already hard from the fanfiction, so he really couldn't help the strangled gasp that escaped him as Cas started to slowly grind their bodies together, letting a small moan escape.
"I want to suck you off." Castiel said abruptly. Dean's head was absolutely reeling from the kiss so far, and he honestly couldn't bring himself to say anything. He was panting hard, chest rising and falling against Cas's as his member strained against his boxers, begging to be set free. Finally, Cas's words clicked.
"You want to- But, how do you get that from the fanfic? It was the other way around." Dean questions. Castiel raised an eyebrow. That, was not the response he was expecting.
"Do you want it to be the other way around? I have no objections to either." Castiel said. The timbre of his voice had dropped a little, making Dean almost shudder. God, he wanted both so badly.
"I- Can we do both?" Dean asks. Castiel smiles a little bit, and begins to slowly sink down Dean's body in response. Dean looks down at his eyes, gleaming with want and power, and he felt like he could jizz in his pants like a teenager. Cas's eyes shined up through his eyelashes like the blue of the ocean, and he couldn't honestly say no to that. Sure, it wasn't exactly an answer to his question, but who was he to complain?
That was, until, of course, his phone rang loudly. He flinched at the sound, and decided to ignore it. Cas continued working his way down Dean's body, but it rand a second time, louder than before. This time, the pause before Cas continued was longer. Finally, as Cas's teeth closed around his zipper, lips full and pouty and kiss-swollen, the phone rang a third time.
Cas let his zipper drop, and Dean opened his mouth to protest, but stopped. "You should really answer that. It sounds like it could be important."
Dean reluctantly grabbed his phone off of the side table, sliding it unlocked with the pad of his thumb. Castiel sat patiently, looking off at the ceiling instead of looking at Dean, as Dean checked his messages. All of them were from the guild members, and they all said the same exact thing.
Are you getting laid?
He stubbornly typed back, Not anymore. There's still hope if you leave me alone.
He turned back to Cas. "So, uh..."
He was cut off yet again as lips, soft and pliant and less urgent this time, pressed against his own. He gave a soft hum of approval as they kissed, actually liking that things had lightened up a bit. Cas was, of course, still entirely ready to put on quite the show for Dean.